La Coka Nostra — Paroles et traduction des paroles de la chanson Malverde Market
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Paroles
In a country ridden by violence
In a land plagued by gunpire and drug money
One focal figure stands above the rest
Tonight, see why the people of mexico call him
The Narco Saint
(Verse 1: Slaine)
La Coka Nostra
In the midst of the Malverde Market
In the presence of the Narco saint
The vodka drink bottle smashed and the shotguns aimed
The reaper calling was enough to put 2Pac in paint
Murals of dead heroes, apocalyptic rain
We look above at all the scriptures say
Which is why, which is way
Sniff inside smoke from the biscuit haze
I sniff and daze in the alley where my child dirty
Nursing the stab wounds catching visions of Malverde
I pissed away my life for years, look I’m now 30
Product of pistoleers, rocking a foul jersey
Holding my side together, chopping up perico flakes
Maybe now is my time to head up to that peaceful place
And all I picture is that last Chico’s face
I should have seen it coming, those deceitful snakes
What happened after that I cannot say
I saw the face of Jesus, and then I woke up out in Santa Fe
(Ana Kasparian of The Young Turks):
Mexican officials have now detained a 14 year old child assassin
Who’s admitted to decapitating 4 people
His sister’s also detained because she is err.
Basically admitting to dumping the bodies on freeway and rivers
Doing whatever’s necessary to get rid of the decapitated bodies
(Verse 2: Ill Bill)
In the midst of Malverde’s darkness
In the presence of the narco saint
La coka nostra tagged on the walls of the house of pain
The reaper calling was enough to leave your house in flames
Tattoos of deceased idols, so killers sound the same
We look above it on the witness face
Jury with a bitter taste in their mouths
Division in the distant haze
The pistol blaze like hellfire
Bullets whistle by like voices beyond the grave in a dead choir
I pissed away my life for many moons
Many shitty wombs in pissy motels
Exchanging bricks with many goons
Exchanging bullet wounds with many fools
I’m one of the most fortunate though, I’ve been torturing impending doom
And all I picture is when me and God talk
Looking like Tim Roth from the ending of Reservoir Dogs
What happened after that I can’t tell you
But if you keep the faith then even death can’t fail you
(Outro)
Its the latest gruesome discovery in a wave of violence
That’s crippled this Mexican border city
Bodies of 9 decapitated men where found in a vacant empty lot
In this poor Tijuana neighborhood, just miles from San Diego
California state police said the heads were discovered in plastic bags near the
bodies
3 of the men have been identified as police officers
Their ID cards were found in their mouths
Official says drug turf battles where the center of much of the violence here
Claiming at least 37 lives over 3 days, 4 of them children
Traduction des paroles
Échanger des briques avec de nombreux hommes de main
Échange de blessures par balle avec de nombreux imbéciles
Je suis l'un des plus chanceux cependant, j'ai été torturant destin imminent
Et tout ce que je vois c'est quand Dieu et moi parlons
On dirait Tim Roth de la fin de Reservoir Dogs
Qu'est ce qui s'est passé après ça Je ne peux pas te le dire
Mais si vous gardez la foi, même la mort ne peut pas vous
(Outro)
C'est la dernière découverte horrible dans une vague de violence
Cette ville frontalière mexicaine est paralysée
Les corps de 9 hommes décapités ont été trouvés dans un terrain vide
Dans ce quartier pauvre de Tijuana, à quelques kilomètres de San Diego
La police de l " état de Californie a déclaré que les têtes ont été découverts dans des sacs en plastique près de la
corps
3 de la hommes ont été identifiés comme des agents de police
Leurs cartes D'identité ont été trouvées dans leur bouche
Officiel dit des batailles de gazon de drogue où le centre d'une grande partie de la violence ici
Faisant au moins 37 morts sur 3 jours, dont 4 enfants